when I held ya

You won’t believe it’s true
When I tell you ’bout my feelings
And what you’re supposed to do

I’m sorry, but I don’t want to go

But baby, I tell ya
My heart is freaking out when I held ya
Even in the best of days
Love will be hard and hearts will be faking

Baby, you’re glistening
I see it in your eyes that you’re listening
Do you even understand
I have to let go of your hand


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